. well – just before." That stopped any discussion in its tracks. Mr. Bell was remarkable when it came to that type of thing. Jack would be running ...hrough brick walls to keep me from harm from now on.Mr. Bell motioned for Jack to go on. "I think the next part of my report should be given to you, privately, Mr. Bell, with Miss Bell the only other person present. The details are quite unique and could be used against us in the future."He waited. Mr. Bell thought.We all waited.He thought some. I’ll bet you a dollar. No, I’ll go big. I’ll bet you five bucks she doesn’t have a friend, male OR female, she’s been out with in the last month. She probably hasn’t been shopping for anything but basic food items since her mother died. She eats around here mostly, I bet. We’ll see, but this could be touchy. If she has a breakdown, like she was getting close to, we are not going to feel good about not helping.” He nodded again.“How’d you get so damned smart?” he asked and reached for my. Vestri vita pendeo in is."Someone near my head was calling out for someone to find and bring the doctor to me, immediately. It was also indicated that the messenger's life depended on it.I felt a hand being inserted under my head. I was lifted up slightly, and I felt some sort of cup being brought to my lips. I drank whatever it was in the cup and immediately felt the warm burning sensation of alcohol. It was some sort of wine ... very strong wine, but wine, nevertheless."Cautio, imbibo sensim". "Cool. Did he say what the offer was?" she asked as they trudged up the stairs."No, and I asked. You're his client. He wouldn't discuss it with me." He helped her put away the groceries, and they sat at the kitchen table. He reached, pushed her hair to the side and caressed her cheek. "You don't need to hide the wound with your hair, sis." Around you, no, but I don't like little kids pointing at me at the grocery store." Actually, it's looking better every day. I think you're more conscious.